Just You Wait for This Old Man

In the curtain of drizzling rain, Seven walked shoulder to shoulder with Mihawk, weaving through the crowd.

"Mihawk, is the other side strong?"

"In town... it could draw the Marines."

Seven could not help grumbling inwardly: You're a Marine Hunter, and you're afraid of the Marines?

Besides—

Before Captain Roger turned himself in, he had clearly reached an agreement with the World Government. The World Government was not supposed to make things difficult for the remaining Roger Pirates crew members, yet they had singled him out.

As expected of the World Government, with its negative credibility rating.

"Damn it, just you wait for this old man."

Before the system activated, they had hunted this old man down everywhere. Now that the system had activated, they still wanted to arrest this old man.

This was simply outrageous!

If they had the guts, they should go after Vice Captain Rayleigh! Instead, they kept hounding a cook. Wasn't that just bullying an honest man?!

After returning to his room, Seven immediately opened the beginner's gift pack. Two warm currents instantly spread throughout his body, followed by his stomach and intestines writhing wildly.

[Big Eater: Supreme Great Stomach, allows you to rapidly replenish and store energy through eating. Comment: At three meters tall, you deserve it.]

[Innate Divine Strength: You are somewhat strong.]

As Big Eater took effect, the hunger he had not felt in six years came rushing back.

Taking out the Rumble-Rumble Fruit from the system space, Seven ignored its nauseating taste and devoured it with crunching bites, leaving behind not even the stem.

Although eating just one bite of a Devil Fruit was enough to gain its power, Seven had been baptized by the internet.

He had naturally heard the rumor that eating an entire Devil Fruit made it easier to awaken its abilities.

Crackling currents spread through his entire body. Seven stared at his elementalized hands, and the unease and oppression that had haunted him since the Roger Pirates disbanded vanished in an instant.

With a Devil Fruit ability, even if he encountered an enemy he could not defeat, he could at least run away.

He could even sense the thunderclouds in the sky. It seemed that with a single thought, Thunder could pour down from above.

"Finally, I can live by relying on myself."

Inside the room of barely ten square meters, Seven transformed into Thunder and darted back and forth, experiencing the feeling of elementalization.

From now on, he could finally say: This old man is a Lightning Person who ate the Rumble-Rumble Fruit!

After dispelling his elementalization, Seven tempered his body with lightning while studying the functions of the Myriad Worlds Trading Platform.

Simply put.

It was a cross-world trading platform where items could be bought with points or exchanged through barter.

Items from the Pirate World could be sold to the system for points. Items could also be listed for sale, or he could supply items requested by users from other worlds to earn points.

It was somewhat similar to a trading house in a game.

For example.

Captain Roger's Paired Saber Ace had a system purchase price of 10,000 points, while Sword Shusui had a purchase price of 5,000 points.

If one was unwilling to sell directly to the system, one could list the Supreme Grade Blade Ace on the trading platform at a higher price.

When a transaction was completed, the platform would take a 10% tax.

As for the numerous goods listed on the platform, Seven merely gave them a cursory look before a blazing fire ignited in his eyes.

[Dream One Heart: 88,888 tons of gold. Seller's message: Hehe, Raiden Makoto is my wife!]

[EX~Curry Stick: 10,000 points. Seller's message: I have a little ahoge!]

[Purchase Request: Any brothers from the Pirate World? 1,000 points for a Devil Fruit.]

[Purchase Request: Any brothers from the Pirate World? 10,000 points, only asking for Momonosuke to die.]

[Purchase Request: Any brothers from the Pirate World? 10,000 points, only asking for Deserter King to die.]

Seven was consumed by envy, jealousy, and hatred: That bastard who transmigrated to Teyvat Continent deserved to die! He married Raiden Makoto and even listed Dream One Heart just to show off.

"Damn it, just you wait for this old man."

His own suffering was hateful enough, but other people's success was even more heartbreaking.

They were both transmigrators, so why was he dirt poor, without either a noble background or a powerful physique, while that idiot in Teyvat Continent could marry Raiden Makoto?

Seven completely cracked.

"Damn it, even if I have to empty out all the gold in Shandora, this old man will buy Dream One Heart."

"I'll piss you off, you little bastard!"

After cursing for a long while, Seven finally remembered to test the exact value of points—so he took out the Eternal Pose pointing to Laugh Tale from his pocket.

[Sell Eternal Pose (Laugh Tale) for 1,000 points?]

"No."

After putting all the Eternal Poses into the system warehouse, Seven looked at the system's direct-sale interface:

[Observation Haki: 5,000 points]

[Armament Haki: 5,000 points]

[Conqueror's Haki: Already owned]

[Swordsman Training Experience: 1,000 points]

[Iron Balloon: 20,000 points]

Compared to the many items listed on the Trading Platform, the direct-sale interface was rather simple, offering only the Three Types of Haki, swordsmanship, and physical conditioning.

"Damn... expensive!"

"Observation Haki and Armament Haki each cost 5,000 points if you can't awaken them on your own! Iron Balloon costs a full 20,000 points."

Though he coveted them badly.

He couldn't afford them. He really couldn't.

Seven immediately made up his mind to leave Loguetown as soon as possible, then make a trip to Shandora.

He would use that Golden Pillar to buy Dream One Heart.

A sword was a swordsman's second life. To a swordsman, the importance of a Divine Artifact like Dream One Heart went without saying.

Seven had originally intended to go back for Captain Roger's Paired Saber Ace, but with Dream One Heart...

Ace? Never heard of it.

As for Two-colored Haki, Seven planned to grit his teeth and keep training for a while longer. After all, he did not even have a single point to his name right now.

Items priced at over ten thousand points were simply not worth considering anytime soon.

Outside the window, the rain kept falling.

Mihawk did not come to urge him to leave. Seven guessed Mihawk was also afraid of getting rained on, and besides, the coffin boat really was too small. Even going to the bathroom was a colossal hassle.

Inside the weapon shop across from the hotel.

CP9 agent Rujian Yitia's brows were nearly twisted into a knot. "How is that guy together with Mihawk?"

"With Mihawk around, I have no chance to make a move. Do I have to call the Marines for help?"

If it had been another member of the Roger Pirates, he could have called the Marines. But there was absolutely no need for a weakling like Barzeb Seven!

Calling in the Marines meant sharing the credit.

Inside the hotel, Seven ordered twenty portions of dinner and dug in ravenously under Mihawk's slightly surprised gaze.

"We'll leave after dark."

Seven chewed a mouthful of food. "Mihawk, does a man like you also worry about attracting Marines?"

Mihawk lifted his cup of black tea. "The one escorting Roger to Loguetown is the Hero of the Marines... Garp."

"Old Man Garp..." A wave of lingering fear washed over Seven.

Garp was a man who even Captain Roger found troublesome—a battle-crazed maniac who loved aiming for people's heads when he fought.

Even Imu would get beaten without exception by Garp.

With nothing but his iron fists, he had dominated an entire Great Age of Pirates. He and Captain Roger had been both enemies and friends, respecting each other as kindred spirits.

According to the strongest man, Gaban, Roger had invited Garp to join his crew many years ago, only to be turned down.

That was precisely why, before meeting Mihawk at Twin Capes, Seven had specifically made a trip to Foosha Village to leave Garp a surprise.

"If it's Garp, then we really should be more careful. Mihawk, I'll go get us a big ship later."

When he had come here, Seven could ride Mihawk's little coffin boat and ignore the effects of seawater. But that would not do now. Even just to make going to the bathroom easier, he needed a large ship.

Because of the public execution of the King of the Pirates, Loguetown's harbor was packed with every kind of vessel, from large to small, cargo ships to yachts—everything was there.

As a pirate, stealing a ship was perfectly normal.